I So Don't Do Spooky

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like, our age.
    She has long, überthick blond hair with sky blue streaks. She blinks; her eyelids are coated in the same blue. She looks like she’s my petite size of five feet two and exactly one hundred pounds.
    Junie finally catches up and pants by my side.
    Polly Paulson pokes the last bite of her falafel into her mouth and gives a friendly wave.
    â€œThat’s her,” I say.
    Junie’s jaw drops.
    â€œNo Slurpees for us,” I say.
    We pick our way through the tables to where Polly’s sitting. Polly pulls down on the back of her Pretty Punk T-shirt. “You guys want a reading?” She has a great smile.
    â€œI do,” Junie says quickly, like she’s volunteering for extra credit at school.
    Polly stands, swings a black backpack over her shoulder. “I’m done with my break. Let’s go back to my area.”
    â€œYou’re really Polly Paulson?” I ask, walking next to her.
    â€œYup.”
    â€œAnd you’re psychic?”
    â€œYeah. It basically runs in my family.”
    â€œAnd you’re how old?”
    â€œThirteen. You?”
    â€œSame.” A thirteen-year-old psychic with a punk-rock T-shirt and blue hair streaks? Sounds sketchy to me. “Have you ever done any psychic work for the police?”
    â€œNo. Why?”
    â€œJust curious.”
    Polly gives me a funny look.
    I may be forced to rethink the whole The-Ruler-is-a-victim-of-mistaken-identity-stalking theory.
    â€œCan I go first?” Junie asks.
    What has come over scientifically minded Junie?
    â€œWorks for me.” Polly flashes her great smile again.
    We pass the Avon lady.
    â€œHi, Mom,” Polly says to her. “I’ll watch your table if you want to go to lunch now.”
    Junie, Miss Never-Fazed-by-a-Pop-Quiz, gapes openmouthedfor the second time in five minutes. My jaw’s on the ground too.
    Polly points to a folding metal chair. “Have a seat,” she says to Junie.
    Junie pulls a ten-dollar bill from her purse.
    â€œThanks,” Polly says. Then she drags a matching chair from behind the table and plunks herself down so that they’re sitting across from each other, their knees practically touching. Polly looks at Junie, totally making eye contact.
    Junie breaks the gaze and glances at me. “Do you mind if this is private?”
    Is the earth suddenly flat? Will there be two moons in the sky tonight? Will I start speaking French in my sleep? Junie, my best friend, actually wants to have a
secret
psychic reading. Without me.
    â€œUh, okay,” I say.
    I wander over to an exhibit of clothing and purses. I pick up a clutch and play with the clasp.
Open, close. Open, close
. I’m not really noticing anything, still kind of flabbergasted at Junie’s behavior. I keep an eye on the two of them, their heads close together. After about five minutes, they sit straight, like they’re wrapping things up. I walk back and stand behind Junie.
    â€œDefinitely watch for some developments in your love life. Real soon,” Polly says.
    Developments in Junie’s love life? What love life?Junie’s not even into boys. Which she’ll happily tell you. She doesn’t have time, what with keeping up her perfect grades and applying to astronaut summer camp and being prez of the Latin club. I, on the other hand, am so into boys. Due to the fact that I’m socially advanced. Developments in Junie’s love life? Ha! Unless Junie does have her eye on Eric, Polly’s a big, bogus fake.
    Junie beams at Polly. “Thank you,” she says.
    That’s one of the things I love about my best friend; she’s genuinely nice. With all the love-life mumbo jumbo, Junie must know Polly’s a phony-baloney, but she still thanks her.
    When Junie vacates the chair, I slide in and say, “You can stay.” I smile sweetly.
    â€œOh, okay.” Junie hangs beside me.
    I hold out my money to Polly, who tucks it away in a pink

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